Blade: A Steel Paragons MC Novel (The Coast: Book 11)

by Hart, Eve R.

  I stood there simply looking at him. The anger that he came at me with had started to melt away. Don’t get me wrong, he was still heated, but he was doing his damnedest to give me a chance. He was listening to me. He was taking it all in and talking about it.

  I really couldn’t have wanted more.

  “We clear?” he asked, a tinge of demand in his tone.

  A wet laugh slipped from my lips and I smiled as I nodded at him.

  “Good,” was all he said before he captured the back of my head and pulled my lips to meet his.

  “Wait,” I said breaking the kiss, my hand going to his chest. “Do you even like kids?”

  I didn’t want to be all judgy, but he so did not seem like the kid type of person.

  “Nope,” he said and I blinked at him. Well, at least he was honest. “Never wanted to be around anyone else’s brat. Got a shit-load of them at the club and I’m sure more coming soon. I don’t hate them, I just don’t want to touch them.”

  My mouth fell open and I was too shocked to say anything.

  And then I was wondering exactly how the fuck this was supposed to work out when he didn’t like kids. Oh, and you know, why the hell he was so determined to put one in me if he felt that way.

  “Then you finally gave me a chance and the moment I knew shit went sideways while I was inside you, well, I didn’t want to stop,” he went on, some strange look on his face almost as if he couldn’t figure out why something had snapped inside of him like that. “I didn’t stop because I knew what I wanted with you. I want more. Want little ankle-biters running around with red hair and grumpy expressions on their faces. I wanna raise kids with you that have a badass, take-no-shit attitude, ‘cause let’s face it, that’s what we have to work with.”

  Oh, I was melting right now. It wasn’t sweet. It wasn’t smooth. But his words ripped through my heart and I saw the same thing he was seeing. And you bet your ass I wanted it all too.

  “I never thought I could love. Never thought I’d fall in love,” he said and I just kept my mouth shut and listened. “But I did. Fell in love with that ass right away. Then I fell fuckin’ hard once I got to know you. Once I saw you. Like really saw you.”

  “So,” I said draping my arms over his shoulders and brushing my lips against his. “Are you saying you love me, Blade?” The question came out in a sweet but teasing tone.

  I needed the words. I really just for once, needed him to say it straight out to my face.

  “Love you,” he said all gruff and growly-like. “That what you need to hear?”

  “Love you, too, you big beast,” I said back and there was a smile on my lips right before I pressed them against his.

  “We gonna fuck now?” he asked after he kissed me good and hard. His brow raised high and a playful twinkle was in his eyes.

  My head fell back and I laughed.

  He didn’t wait for an answer. His fingers were already pulling down the front of my shirt and slipping inside my bra to free my nipple. His mouth latched onto it a second later. A moan fell out of my mouth as my fingers raked down his scalp.

  He worked my other boob free, his fingers tweaking my nipple so it wouldn’t feel left out. I was hot and panting all of a sudden. He pulled away and stared down at my chest almost in awe as he pushed my tits together. I half expected him to bury his face in them but he surprised me by holding back. His thumbs worked slow circles around my hard nipples and he simply took it all in with a small smile on his lips.

  He dropped his hands from my breasts and grabbed me around the waist. Then I was being tossed through the air until I landed with my back against the couch.

  He wasted no time stripping me naked.

  “Ready for me?” he asked as his fingers slid through my folds to find out for himself. “Yeah, you are.”

  He smiled, devilish and sexy.

  After shrugging out of his cut, he respectfully laid it along the back of the couch. Then went his shirt, which carelessly floated to the ground. His gaze was glued on the juncture between my thighs.

  That look, well, it made me feel like a goddess.

  He kicked out of his boots, rid his socks, and then his pants were dropping to the ground.

  Have I mentioned how hot he was?

  Those brown eyes roamed up my body slowly, and once he met my gaze, he lowered himself down on top of me.

  Before I could take in another breath, his lips were on mine and he kissed me hard. My fingers latched onto him and my legs wrapped around his waist.

  Then his hips were doing a slow rock back and forth, causing his hard shaft to glide through my folds.

  I moaned and he kissed me harder.

  Feeling him on me like this was exactly what I needed right now. This connection, it was very intimate. Very close. Something I wasn’t sure he could give and I knew he didn’t either. But here he was, trying for me.

  Now, don’t get me wrong, there wasn’t anything about the way he was on me that screamed sweet. It was possessive for sure. The way he was kissing me alone told me that.

  And the thing was, I liked it.

  I liked it a whole hell of a lot.

  The head of his cock was right there, just waiting to slip inside of me. A few more rolls of his hips and then he was pressing into me. I gasped, my mouth falling away from his.

  He gave a couple of short pumps, not diving in too deeply, dragging that ball in and out of my entrance.

  It drove me wild.

  So wild that I was clawing at his back trying to get him to fill me up.

  He let out a short chuckle, having caught onto my plan.

  Then his hips slammed down into mine.

  My back arched. My toes curled. And my eyes rolled back into my head.

  “Fuck,” I moaned, dragging the word out for a few beats.

  His mouth latched onto my nipple as he began to pound into me hard. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room. It wasn’t long before I was fucking him back and clamping down on him like I didn’t want him to go anywhere.

  Then it hit me.

  My hand came down on his shoulder in a hard slap.

  “Blade!” I yelled out in a not so happy tone.

  I couldn’t fucking believe him.

  “What?” he grunted as he thrust into me hard and then took my nipple between his teeth.

  He thought he could distract me but it wasn’t happening.

  “You are not going to do this to me again,” I scolded.

  His head tilted back, eyes looking almost sheepishly up at me.

  Yeah, he knew what the hell he’d done.

  That one time might have been more of an accident, and though we didn’t know if anything was to come of it yet, that didn’t mean that we shouldn’t be careful from here on out.

  He must have seen the seriousness in my face because he released my nipple with a sigh.

  “Fine,” he said as he slowly dragged his bare cock out of me.

  I had expected him to reach for his pants so he could pull out his wallet and grab a condom.

  But instead, I found myself flipped around and draped over the arm of the couch.

  “I’ll just come in your ass, then,” he said sounding like it wasn’t that big of a deal.

  My hands went to the arm of the couch as I tried to hold myself up. I was about to protest for quite a few reasons— like the fact that I’d never had anyone in there before, and that his cock was huge— but then he was pushing back inside of me and fucking me speechless.

  His hands went to my cheeks, spreading them wide. His finger was slick as he began to push it inside of me.

  I moaned, feeling the first knuckle slip inside. Giving in because it felt so good, I dropped my elbows to the arm of the couch and gave myself over to him.

  His hips rocked back and forth slowly as he continued to work my pussy. His finger began to slide in and out of my back door with ease. In no time, he was adding a second finger and really driving me toward the edge.

 
; I wasn’t sure how much more of this I could take.

  “Don’t hold back on me, Sweet Cheeks. You’re ready to come, I can feel you latching onto my cock like you’re tryin’ to hold back.”

  “Blade,” I moaned and he chose that moment to power-thrust into me. He was hitting all the right spots and the way his fingers were spreading inside of me was only adding to the pleasure.

  Maybe I was an ass girl.

  Well, I was about to find out.

  “Harley,” he warned.

  “Fuck, Blade,” I screamed out and came so hard. Harder than the last time and I didn’t even think that was possible.

  “Thank fuck,” he said, dragging his cock out of my pussy and leaving me feeling empty.

  I sighed and nearly forgot that we weren’t done.

  “Give me this ass,” he said, gripping my hips and pulling them back. “Don’t lock up on me, babe.”

  Then I felt his heavy, huge head right there for a second before it was gone.

  What?

  There was a tap, tap, tap against my puckered hole and I had to hold in a laugh. Was he really knocking?! No, I’d bet not, but that was the image I had in my mind.

  “Oh, yeah, babe,” he growled as he pushed his way inside.

  I called out his name with uncertainty because I wasn’t sure about this new feeling.

  There was pain, but not enough for me to tell him to stop. It also felt good and once his big head popped through that tight ring, it wasn’t so bad.

  He kept pushing forward until I felt his hips press up against my cheeks.

  “Jesus fuck,” he grunted.

  Then, thank God, he gave me a moment to breathe and get used to how it felt to have him inside of me.

  “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he told me and I wanted to yell at him that his dick was so big. “Yeah, gonna be fucking this ass all the time.”

  He pulled back and I closed my eyes waiting for it to feel uncomfortable. But it wasn’t. It was very clear that he knew what he was doing.

  “Gotta come, woman. Rub that clit for me.”

  And so I did, snaking my arm down my body until it was between my legs.

  One slow circle was nearly enough to have me moaning again, and when he started to take my ass like he took my pussy, I found myself rubbing that little bud to the same speed.

  “Yeah, babe,” he grunted. “This is my ass.”

  I was so far gone I couldn’t say anything, the noises coming out of my mouth no longer sounded like English.

  He wasn’t really wrong though. My ass was his and he was welcome to take it any time he wanted if it felt like this.

  His fingers dug hard into my skin.

  I came, calling out his name at the top of my lungs.

  He let out another deep grunt right as his hand went to the back of my head. Fingers curled tight, he grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled me back. He turned my head and took my lips right as I felt him begin to erupt inside of me. His whole body locked up against mine as he buried himself deep inside of me.

  Okay, yeah, we would be doing that again for sure.

  I was a little embarrassed about the thoughts that floated through my head. Like how much I liked it. And how I actually enjoyed the feeling of his release inside of me. Oh, and, you know, maybe I wouldn’t mind so much letting him try to put a baby in me.

  Yes, it was a bit too soon for that. And I wasn’t so lust-drunk by him that I’d let it happen. However, the fact that I saw more with him really made it clear that I didn’t want him to go anywhere.

  “Yeah, I’m going to marry this ass,” he said right before he kissed me breathless.

  “Maybe one day I’ll let you,” I said once he’d pulled away not only from my mouth, but my body as well.

  I hated the loss of him, but the fact that he wanted me for a lifetime made it not so bad.

  And if a lifetime involved sex like that, then I was all on board. Okay, and a man like him that clearly loved every single part of me.

  He swatted my ass as payback for my remark.

  “Love you,” he grunted, his eyes looking soulfully into mine.

  “Love you, too,” I told him back with a smile.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

  Harley

  “You nervous?” Blade asked as he stared at me from the doorway of the bedroom.

  My bottom lip popped out and I blew away a huge curl that was hanging in my face.

  “Yes,” I told him flatly.

  It was pretty obvious at this point.

  I had been in here for over thirty minutes trying to find the right thing to wear.

  I felt like no matter what I put on I wouldn’t fit in.

  “Talk,” he told me, moving to the end of my bed, plopping down, and reaching for my hips. He pulled me in, his eyes catching on my bra-covered boobs for a good long minute before finally meeting mine.

  “I want them to like me,” I told him in a near whine.

  “They’ll like you.”

  I rolled my eyes at him thinking how he just didn’t get it.

  “Come on,” I huffed. “The last time I was there, I had brought a crap-load of drama into their club. I’m sure I haven’t left the best impression with them. And not to mention, who my uncle is. Iron didn’t seem too happy about that one but I understand why.”

  I sighed, feeling like I didn’t know if I could do this.

  “You fit,” he told me and I looked down at him wondering how the hell he knew what was going on in my head. “You’re with me, so you fit.”

  That didn’t really explain it.

  Only, it kind of did from what I understood about his club.

  And, well, him too.

  “Hurry up and put something on. I need you on the back of my bike, woman.” He popped my butt before letting me go.

  I went into the bathroom and fixed my hair, wrapping it up in a folded up bandanna and tying it at the top of my head.

  Then I pulled out a white and red striped shirt that had a very sailor girl feel to it. Truthfully, this was what I’d planned on wearing tonight but was starting to feel a little silly about my idea.

  I finished my outfit off with a pair of capri jeans that were cuffed on the bottom and a pair of red, platform pumps. I wanted to do the cute navy shorts with the red buttons on the front but Blade had already told me he wouldn’t let me on his bike like that. He explained that he didn’t want anyone behind us to get that great of a view, but I had a feeling there was more to it than that.

  Whatever it was, I’d follow his lead on this one.

  “Do I look okay?” I asked as I did a little spin in front of him.

  “Hot as fuck,” he told me as he got to his feet. “I need to fuck you.”

  “No,” I scolded with my finger up in the air like that would somehow stop him. “We have to go or we’re going to be late.”

  “Bikers don’t wear watches,” he grunted.

  I rolled my eyes at him.

  “Oh!” I said excitedly. “Wade helped me make this for tonight.”

  I handed him the little box and waited for him to open it.

  “What is this?” he asked pulling out the tiny outfit and holding it up to inspect.

  His brow went up and I gave him a wide smile.

  Stunned, he just stared at me, the tiny outfit pinched between his fingers. I shrugged because I didn’t know what else to do.

  “You made this for her?” he asked and I could hear the disbelief in his tone. Not that I’d help make it, but that I’d thought of his baby like this.

  “Yeah, well, I thought that she’d like something new. And I thought maybe she wouldn’t mind kicking it retro every once in a while. That leather jacket is cute, but you know, let her mix it up a little.”

  “She’s wearin’ this tonight. My girls are gonna match,” he said with a surprisingly cute smile. But I’d never tell him that.

  In case you were wondering, the little outfit was a red and white striped sailor-style shirt with a matching sail
or cap.

  Biscuit was going to look so cute in it.

  Then I was being pulled into his body. His hands grabbed my ass hard as his lips latched onto mine.

  It didn’t take long before I was dizzy with lust.

  But there wasn’t time for that, not right now.

  “Let’s go,” I said doing my best to break away from him.

  “Fine,” he grunted.

  He helped me onto his bike and then strapped me down with a helmet.

  I held on tight as he rode to the compound. It was my first time on a bike and it felt even more special that it was with him.

  Apparently putting a ‘bitch on the back of your bike’ was a big deal to most bikers. Those were Sketch’s words, by the way.

  The club was celebrating something big. Or that was what I assumed given that Blade told me there was a huge cookout that we just had to be at.

  Maybe bikers didn’t really need a reason to throw a party.

  Who knew?

  I was going along and officially being brought into the fold. That was how Blade made it seem.

  So, of course, I was nervous.

  Blade led me inside and immediately took me to the kitchen.

  “This is Harley. My woman,” he said to the room full of women. “Take her in.”

  Then he gave me a kiss and was gone.

  What the hell?!

  They all looked as stunned and shocked as I did.

  “Well, I wouldn’t expect anything else from him,” a blonde said as she walked over to greet me. “I’m Laurel.”

  With her finger, she pointed to each of the women and introduced me.

  I promised I would do my best to remember their names.

  A couple of them I’d already met. Like Abigail, who became my lifesaver right now because she stayed by my side. She was someone you couldn’t help but love. I felt bad about the thoughts I first had of her. It was clear that she wasn’t a threat.

  Family.

  That was what Blade had called her.